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 May 2015 Grace
Chris
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An echo floats on clouded skies
of charcoal misted silver streams
Above an arbor full abloom
in Jasmine breaths and rose hip dreams

Below the green of nature’s born
a bed of petaled slippers lie
On stones to paint a garden path
in whispered fragrance for the eye

Butterflies now dance the breeze
fluttered steps through marigold
Lilac filtered harmonies
bound of every story told

With lavender and lily smiles
along a fence of woven vine
Come walk with me where flowers play
*within this garden to be mine
Good morning
 May 2015 Grace
XIII
The 6th Floor
 May 2015 Grace
XIII
There I go again
I was dragged in
Inside that chamber
On the 6th floor

Heart thumping
Wild, about to burst out
This worst feeling
Seeping into my guts

I'm about to throw up
What butterflies?
These are dragons inside my stomach
Devouring me from inside out

Then it started
As I expected
I was handcuffed
chained all over, down and up

It echoes, the incoming footsteps
I shivered as I froze
'Cause I know what will happen
Then, the doors were locked and closed

There it is, The Ghost
"Why me?"
"Because it is you I chose,
and I know you chose me."

It pierces my chest with its hands
It dug my heart out
Torture, this is torture
Nothing can compare to the hurt

I am screaming in pain, crying
But I cannot let out a sound
Under its rules, I am bounded
To express, I am not allowed

If I let out even a soft sob
I will receive a million jab
Because to express is a taboo
And probably to be human too

But who is it to blame?
On the 6th floor, it is me who came
I came knocking, searching
The Ghost only accepted my pleadings

Because this is what I wanted
I'll have to heart-fully accept
That I'll repeatedly succumb to the torment
On the 6th floor chamber

Because The Ghost is right
From the start, the decision was mine
I know I cannot go back
*Because I chose to love
Pain is part of love.
 May 2015 Grace
josin137
The snow is so white,
It falls down yet so gently,
My heart shatters then.

— The End —